In the past few days, Zachary has learned to actually like Madden. Historically he always hated sports games, but with our nephews prodding, he is actually enjoying it. His trash-talking is also improving.
In game action.
Monday night I was foolishly not wearing my steel toe farm boots while milking, and luck would have it I was stepped on by a cow. Don't wear tennis shoes milking! My big toe is about twice the size as it normally is, but its not broken. The x-rays actually shown a chip fracture that was a few years old, but healed, in my toe. Don't remember that one. A little ice and elevation, I'll be running laps around those cows again, but with steel toe boots on. Above Zachary and I are sharing my chair footrest, sporting my ice foot-turban.